jeudi 14 décembre 2017

Fire in the western world - Fred Cole (1948 - 2017)


The red sky's moaning and the wind is blowing hard
Better take warning 'cause this time it's gone too far
We been smokin' it more but enjoyin'it less
We better stop using or there'll be nothing left
The eyes of defiance are slowly being crushed to death
There's a fire in the western world

House in shambles, trip wire under the door
18, wasted, trying to hide the crack in the floor
Don't know what you're doing, don't really care
School's just a miss-hit going nowhere
You're running for your life while the scandal's
Are burning the stairs
There's a fire in the western world

Can't you hear the rooster crowing in the dead of the night
Don'tcha wanna trash'em, jackboots step out of line
It's a concrete jungle, stones and tears
Quickly becoming what everybody fears
It ain't just color the message keeps cuttin' clear
There's a fire in the western world






Toody Cole, Andrew Loomis, Fred Cole ... Dead Moon


Pour réécouter, Fred Cole memorial radio show sur MRR radio.




The way it is
 
Maybe we were meant to be like a heartbeat turning black
Wasted like the colors mixed while thieves steal out the black
It's like a broken smile, a step apart that gives you style
It doesn't need explaining you know it's fall when it starts raining
It's just the way it is

Touching through an open flame and sparks begin to fly
Looking for another way but you can't help passing by
It's not your enemy, it's the sense somehow you won't be free
It's only rank and file, trampled love, and walking wild
It's just the way it is

Within the crystal pains that we shattered long ago
Alone with what remains it's hard to let you know
In a no-win fight, I guess two wrongs don't make a right
We're in the dash between the way we are and what we've been
It's just the way it is